Alan and Georgina had enjoyed a wild night in Alan's room after their chance meeting in the hotel. With other halves to think about they were both a little sheepish in the morning, but couldn't help but admit that they both didn't want their adventures together to end. They swapped contact details and realised that they didn't live too far from each other, so resisting temptation was going to be difficult. They had breakfast together in the hotel, chatted about the mundane day they had ahead of them and enjoyed a lingering kiss in the hotel lobby before going their separate ways.

When he got back home, Alan found it very hard to keep Georgina out of his mind. She turned him on in so many ways. Her looks, maturity, confidence in her own sexuality, the ease with which they developed a rapport, and the fact that she was red hot in bed and had a filthy tongue. But normal life had to go on and he dragged himself back into his work and the everyday grind. In Luxembourg he had mentioned to Georgina during their pillow talk that he had discovered the Lush website, which she found a real turn-on, so when he next logged on he was delighted to see an incoming chat request from a new member with the message, "Hello sexy, funny who you can find on here!"

For the next few weeks they chatted away for hours on the site with the exchanges becoming increasingly steamy as they both fantasised about various scenarios they might find themselves in. They stayed online until long into the night, both reluctant to log off, and Alan smiled to himself as he remembered his first girlfriends, when phones were the only means of communicating. "You put the phone down first, no you..."

When they finally logged off Alan was invariably nursing a hard-on and ended up wanking as regularly as a schoolboy to relieve the tension that had built up over the previous hours. He always had images of the evening with Georgina in his mind as he stroked his cock, and it normally took no time before he was spewing gobs of cum over his belly with contented sighs. He liked to think that Georgina might also have her hand down her knickers as she was reading their filthy messages, and as their online fun continued she confirmed that she had indeed been teasing her clit and enjoying many blissful orgasms as she thought of Alan's hard cock and soft tongue.

The consequence of all their cyber sex was inevitably that they became increasingly desperate to relive their evening of passion in Luxembourg. They both had to tread carefully at home, but agreed they wanted to do more than just meet up for a couple of hours in a hotel, highly tempting though that idea was. The thought of an illicit fuck in a cheap hotel appealed to both their instincts for something quick and sordid, but Alan eventually came up with a suggestion that Georgina loved. He often went for horse racing weekends with his mates and their partners and knew his wife hated everything about it. She had no interest in the sport itself and even less in the raucous drunken evenings that often followed if one of the group had a big winner.

Alan therefore had the perfect cover to head off for a day and a night on his own, and once he suggested the idea to Georgina she could barely hold back her excitement. She loved anything outdoors, and having never been to a race meeting she was more than happy to try something new. Alan explained that it was also an opportunity for them to dress up a little, as there was a very British country style of dress that racegoers often adhered to that was all part of enjoying the day. He sent her some photos of the sort of thing she could consider and they agreed the date. Waiting for it felt like an eternity.

The weekend finally came and they had agreed to meet at the racetrack in Cheltenham. Alan arrived ridiculously early and was pacing around like a first time father in a maternity ward, until he felt the reassuring buzz of his phone and read the message he'd been waiting for, "I'm here!" He made his way to the entrance to meet Georgina and felt a lump in his throat when he set eyes on her. She was wearing a gorgeous tweed two-piece suit, with a short jacket and matching skirt that showed off her long slim legs to perfection. She had completed the ensemble with flesh coloured tights and a pair of tasseled boots that hugged her shapely calves.

"Fuck, you look gorgeous! I could take you back to the hotel now..."

"Easy tiger! You're looking pretty good yourself, but let's try to win some money first shall we?"

Georgina's face broke into a gleaming smile as she took his hand and they headed off to watch the action. It was a gorgeous day, and Alan was the perfect gentleman in patiently explaining the technicalities of horse racing, how to place bets and generally making sure that Georgina had the best possible first time experience. Georgina also noticed that Alan had been correct in referring to the "uniform" that the racegoers were wearing; the men typically in smart tweed suits and the women in similar outfits to Georgina's with varying lengths of skirt. Both she and Alan noticed that a lot of the younger women were sporting very daring miniskirts and she teased Alan mercilessly as he couldn't help but gawp at the array of sexy legs on parade. She didn't tell him just yet that she also found the girls very sexy, and felt the moistening in her panties as her thoughts began to drift.

The races took place every forty five minutes so there was always time between them to head to one of the many bars for a drink. There was always a great atmosphere in these places with the excited and loud voices of people celebrating a win or meeting up with old friends. In the second race of the day they both saw that a horse named "Secret Desire" was running, and although it didn't appear to have much chance on its previous form, they simply had to put some money on it based on the name alone. Fate is a strange thing, and as the race headed into the closing stages Alan and Georgina's excitement began to mount as the horse appeared to be in with a chance. The two of them could hardly control themselves as it pulled into the lead, and were jumping and screaming with pure delight as it beat its nearest rival to the finish line by the narrowest of margins. They had won a decent amount of cash because it was an unfancied horse, so they headed straight to the champagne bar and ordered a bottle, enjoying the congratulations from the other racegoers as they celebrated their big win.

It was turning into the perfect day, and as it progressed, the adrenalin from the excitement of another couple of wins and the effect of several glasses of champagne meant that they both began to feel very horny. After the penultimate race, Alan and Georgina, or "Georgie" as she was now, sat down to celebrate again. They were sitting on bar stools opposite each other and in a deliberate re-enactment of their first meeting in Luxembourg, Georgie took a long sip from her glass, and making sure that Alan had her full attention, deliberately and slowly crossed and uncrossed her long legs. Alan stared longingly at her parting thighs and caught a long glimpse of the gusset of her tights as she looked at him with a lascivious grin. He felt something drop in his stomach as he realised that she wasn't wearing panties, meaning that he had a full view of her partially shaved pussy enclosed by the nylon of her sexy tights. He leaned into her and whispered into her ear.

"I don't think I'm going to last until we get back to the hotel."

"Me neither, but we can't exactly fuck in this bar."

Alan sipped his champagne and thought hard. Surely there must be a quiet corner of this racetrack where they could be hidden for a while? Georgie licked her lips seductively and was making it perfectly clear that she would happily follow wherever he led. They headed out for the last race, and as it was progressing Alan suddenly saw the solution to their problem. At the outskirts of every racetrack there were boxes where the horses were saddled and unsaddled during the course of the day. Once the last race was finished and the horses headed back to their own stables, that area would be completely deserted. He just hoped that there would be no lingering racetrack staff hanging around. Once the race was over he told Georgie his plan, at which point she turned and kissed him passionately, darting her sweet tongue into his mouth.

"Let’s go. I’ve never fucked outdoors and I'm getting soaked at the thought."

They downed their drinks quickly and Alan took her hand as they headed off. Alan had been to the track before so knew where to go and was praying it would be as deserted as he imagined. His heart leaped when they got to the stables area and saw that the last horses had been taken away. Not a soul seemed to be around.

As they approached the stables Alan could feel his pulse racing and realised that Georgie had gone quiet and was gripping his hand tighter. He looked around the whole area again and satisfied himself that there was no-one around. The light of the day was also starting to fade, which gave them added protection from any prying eyes. He put his arm behind Georgie’s back and guided her into one of the enclosed boxes. There was hay bedding on the floor and a musky animal smell that added to their excitement. As soon as they were hidden from view Georgie pulled Alan closer to her and kissed him with a hunger that had been building over the course of the day. Alan responded in kind, running his hands through her hair as their tongues searched for each other, and then slipped his hands down to her peachy ass, revelling in the feel of her tight butt cheeks. He lifted the hem of her skirt, felt the delicious silkiness of her tights and pressed the growing bulge in his trousers into Georgie’s crotch. 

“Mmm," murmured Georgie as she reluctantly separated her mouth from his and slowly sank onto her haunches, running her hands over Alan’s chest ever lower until they reached his zip, which she gently lowered, reached in with her hand, and released his stiffening cock into the chilling air. She looked up at Alan with a filthy smile, wantonly pumping his shaft. He looked down at her splayed legs, and saw that her skirt had now ridden up over her thighs and round her waist. The sight made his nostrils flare, and then he groaned loudly as she slowly took his length into her mouth and began to suck him. Her lips moved up and down his shaft, her tongue darting around the sensitive tip of his now fully engorged cock, and Alan closed his eyes, surrendering to the blissful sensations that Georgie’s tongue was creating. He couldn’t imagine any better day than this.

“You horny fuckers!”

Alan nearly jumped out of his skin, as Georgie pulled her mouth away from his throbbing cock and shrieked.

“Shit, shit, shit! Oh shit, who the fuck is that?”

Alan was shocked into complete silence, his heart beating out of his chest and a million thoughts racing through his head. 

“Caught you red-handed!” 

The voice was female and as Alan turned round, he saw a young woman standing a few yards away in the dusky light.

“For fuck’s sake. What on earth. Oh Jesus…”

There was nothing to be said in the first few seconds as Alan saw the woman grinning at them both, and felt Georgie standing sheepishly behind him. He was also painfully aware of his still erect cock jutting comically out of his trousers.

“Can you piss off please?” was all he could come up with.

“Oh come on,” said the woman casually. “I was quite enjoying the show."

“Yeah, well, we weren’t intending to put on a public performance actually,” said Alan as he struggled to regain his composure. “What the fuck are you up to?”

“Well excuse me!” exclaimed the woman. “Your horny little friend here was eyeing me up earlier in the bar, and I saw her flashing her knickers at you. It was pretty bloody obvious you were heading off for a fuck, so curiosity got the better of me and I followed you."

Georgie had been silent up until this point but recognised the girl, and realised that she had indeed been turned on by her tight body and very short skirt earlier. She was calming down and wondered whether this situation might not be quite the humiliating embarrassment she first thought it would be.

“Look, I’m sorry for my wandering eyes in the bar. I got a bit carried away."

“That’s OK,” said the woman. “I quite liked it actually…”

“What’s your name?” said Georgie.

“Hannah,” the woman replied, her earlier wide grin now replaced by an enigmatic smile.

“Well hi Hannah, I’m Georgie and this is Alan. We, um, did get a little worked up and wanted to let off some steam. What did you think of the show?”

Alan’s blood drained from his face to his crotch as he listened and began to think the unthinkable.

“It was hot,” said Hannah. She looked at Alan. “I was waiting for you to return the favour to her, but I couldn’t help but shout out."

There was a long silence as three minds tried to process what might happen next. Georgie broke the tension.

“Would you like to watch Alan return that favour?"

Hannah giggled. “Fuck, yeah!”

Georgie turned to Alan and smiled at him wickedly. 

“I’m game if you are…”

Alan’s mouth was dry and he was still in a daze as Georgie kissed him again and pulled him down onto the soft hay.

“My turn.”

Struggling to comprehend the last five minutes Alan just nodded and began to move down towards Georgie’s crotch as she laid back and spread her legs. 

“Just rip the tights with your teeth,” whispered Georgie, as Alan nuzzled his face against her nylon gusset and felt the heat of her pussy through the wafer thin material. The slutty invitation turned him on massively, and he felt the blood flooding his cock again as he bit. 

“Oh you dirty bitch, you aren’t wearing any knickers!” he heard Hannah say, and clocked the huskier tone to her voice. He had chewed a small hole and now worked his fingers into the gap to rip a bigger hole to allow his tongue to go to work. Georgie was soaking wet, and he began to lick gently at her labia, enjoying the sweet taste of her juices. Her increasing moans excited him as he lapped her pussy slit with firmer tongue strokes before gently kissing and sucking her clit.

Georgie let out a long, “fuuuuucckk…" as he used the flat of his tongue to increase the pressure on her swollen bud, and she began to buck her hips up and down off the soft hay. Alan now sensed Hannah moving into the stable and watched as she stared without blinking at him working Georgie’s pussy into a frenzy. He had half an eye on her as she slid down the stable wall to the side of Georgie, slipped her hand into the waistband of her skirt and into her panties, and began to finger herself. Alan saw that Georgie had turned her head and was watching transfixed as Hannah’s fingers moved faster and faster as she tried to bring herself off. A thought crept into his head.

“Would you like a taste Hannah?”

He heard Georgie let out a gasp and say, “Oh fuck yes!”

Hannah scrambled to her feet and nodded frantically as he stood up to allow her access to Georgie’s saturated vulva. She sank to her knees between Georgie’s splayed thighs and then buried her head to feast on Georgie’s inflamed cunt, her head thrashing from side to side as she basked in the ecstasy of being eaten out by this beautiful woman. Alan meanwhile was nursing a monster hard-on watching the scene in front of him and instinctively reached under Hannah’s skirt to find the thin material of the thong that was barely covering her pussy mound. He heard Hannah grunt what he took to be an invitation and slid two fingers under the material and into her equally soaked pussy, sliding them in and out as she pushed back against him.

Georgina opened her eyes to look at Alan as he began to rub his thumb on Hannah’s clit, and she shuddered as she felt Hannah’s tongue thrust deeper into her cunt in response. Alan saw her whisper two words.

“Fuck her."

Alan’s eyes widened but the look in Georgie’s eyes was enough to know that she wanted it as much as he did. Any lingering doubt dissolved when he saw Hannah reach her hand around her back to pull the soaking thong to one side. 

Alan kneeled behind Hannah and gently pushed her legs apart before nestling his swollen glans up against the entrance to her pussy hole. He shut his eyes and with a smooth drive of his hips buried himself in her tight love tunnel. His lust rose to insane levels as he fucked Hannah, all the time staring into Georgie’s half-closed eyes. He felt Hannah’s cunt walls trying to suck him in deeper and increased his speed as her muffled moans grew louder and louder. He could see that Hannah was licking Georgie’s pussy with increasing urgency as he pounded her harder, and then after a short while he saw Georgie’s hip movements momentarily freeze and her breathing appear to stop. Her whole body then began to convulse and shake as she wailed a string of obscenities.

“Oh God. Fuck, fuck, oh god, oh shit, oh god. I’m… i’m cuuummming!”

Hannah could barely hold Georgie down as she kept her face buried in her pussy, and felt her face being flooded with sweet juice as Georgie jammed her pelvis into her face with every wave of her orgasm. That and Alan’s relentless pounding of her cunt and the feel of his heavy balls slapping into her clit now drove her over the edge. With her face still buried in Georgie's pussy she let out her own muffled scream as her orgasm hit and her spasming cunt walls squeezed Alan’s throbbing hot cock, coating it with rivers of her own pussy juice. Her body was shaking as she looked back over her shoulder to watch Alan fucking her harder and harder, driving his cock as deep into her as he could.

"Oh shit, I'm close!" he groaned as his eyes feasted on his shaft sliding in and out of Hannah's drenched pussy.

"Fuck that's good," cried Hannah. "Now cum in me you dirty bastard.”

That was enough to set Alan off and with a series of low moans he felt the delicious tightening in his balls, his seed rising up his shaft, and then spurt after long spurt of cum pumping into Hannah’s tight cunt.

“Oh fuck... yeah..." sighed Hannah as she felt Alan's juice fill her up and his cock jerking and twitching inside her. "I'm fucking glad I followed you two!"

The three of them collapsed in a panting heap when they heard a loud shout.

“Oi! What’s going on in there?"